This is our chance, LeVere.

If we put the _Namur_ into Porto Grande, with Sanchez on board and alive, and those hell-hounds locked below, we'll get anything we ask for.

We'll be the cocks of the walk.

If he shouldn't live through, why then we'll have a ship, and can run the game alone.

Either way, if we win, the prize is ours--and, by God! if we stick together we win." My apparent enthusiasm caught the fellow.